Its been long since I wrote anything but obituaries and powerpoint presentations. The powerpoint presentations are about communication, so I am in safe territory. But the obituaries I have written so far range from that of Taslima Nasreen to my own self. And my professor for a reason I am unaware of thinks that Taslima Nasreeen is not internationally famous.

My obituary though, I was asked to write not keeping in mind the premise that I would be internationally famous someday but because one effective way to learn what my goals and priorities in life are. The obituary though is apt for my situation, I have reasons more than one to believe that I am dead. I live like a zombie. But I do not complain. Because I suppose I bargained for this.

I do believe that when one is shifting place of residence for a long period of time, train is the best mode of transport. Why do I say that? Because when one takes a flight at five in the morning and finds himself in an alien land two hours later, it comes as a rude shock that though it just takes two hours, now I am far far away from a land I can call MY OWN. In a train, the travel is longer, the time allows one to get a grip on reality and absorb everything.

And, it is not so rude to get drenced in the first rain of the season five hours later. I like it. But I do not love it.

When I started counting my last few days in Madras, I had a strange satisfaction with the number of days I had. But in a recent development, I am leaving a day later. And that has sort of left me in a state when even 'forever plus one is not enough'. When I count five... four... three... I wish I could add just another day every time I count.

Allow me to welcome you all (all?! who do i mean by all, drop in a word, just to assure me that it makes sense to say all) to my new avtar. Before that, I thank Ram for taking responsibility of finding me a template and also editing ti to suit my needs. Psssst... He has vested interests. The pink was too harsh on him I guess.

So now to this template. I love it. It gives me a sense of peace and oneness with nature. The dominant elements of the picture are things I hold very dear to me. The crescent, look at it. The beauty of it is really unmatched, when I look at it, I know I am never alone. The tree, well, that in a way, I identify with myself. Alone, but standing tall, and the moon always telling me that I am not alone. The undulations of the terrain, remind me that nature is beautiful even though it is not perfect.

Oh! I simply love it.